Fully dressed, thick jacket on, a mask secured, Suga checked over his belongings.
There weren't many, everything fit neatly into a single backpack. He gave himself one final spray with the pheromone neutralizer, more than he probably should've, or he thought so, then stepped out of the motel room and climbed into the car.
Jesse, seeing him slide into the front passenger seat, leaned closer, sniffing the air around him, and immediately wrinkled his nose like a cat.
"As expected. The alpha prime pheromones are still there… not gone at all."
"So what do we do now?"
"Well, it's somewhat bearable. As long as no one gets too close and takes a deep breath."
Suga, who had moments ago felt a flicker of relief at finally getting out without caring about his scent, now found himself hesitating again. Why the hell were alpha prime pheromones so damn persistent? He didn't even know how long Zion's scent would keep lingering on him.
